Few days ago, I was walking around the forest, trying to find myself being a part of nature. As I was walking, I stopped for a while and looked down, where I found pebbles on the ground. The pebbles on the grounds were like me. We endure the daily torture. We withstand on our own ground and bear small and big storms everyday. However the pebble makes itself smoother and shinier as it endures. It might look stubborn and unchangeable, but as the time flows, slowly and gradually the pebble perfects itself.
Transcendental Paragraph: (Pebbles)
Few days ago, I was walking around the forest, trying to find myself being a part of nature. As I was walking, I stopped for a while and looked down, where I found pebbles on the ground. The pebbles on the grounds were like me. We endure the daily torture. We withstand on our own ground and bear small and big storms everyday. However the pebble makes itself smoother and shinier as it endures. It might look stubborn and unchangeable, but as the time flows, slowly and gradually the pebble perfects itself.
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